All good things as they say, all good things... It was so close it felt like we were touching the quarter finals, but it wasn't to be. Didn't quite get the rub of the green in a tight game, and the Bristol boys hung on gamely to snatch it in the last quarter. Mustn't grumble though, that's why it's the best game in the world, it ain't always fair and you don't always get what you deserve. But what a great adventure it has been. Great away days at Silsden and Hemsworth, or so I am told, with some great moments to recall. A sign at the entrance to Silsden's ground announcing 'Sunderland' were in town; and a raucous crowd at Hemsworth silenced by Larks’ 12 second opener, good memories indeed. The result against a very well fancied Tadcaster that made a few take notice, probably the best performance of the season to date. And great goals, James Armstrong's superb extra time free kick as it looked as if we were bound for Bridlington on a Tuesday night, he was a popular boy after that, and of course Michael Charlton's worldly from about a quarter of a mile to beat Sleaford. Two effortless hat tricks from coach Larkin, and finally Wayne Buchanan gets two in a game and we still manage to get beat, an unlikely combination if ever there was. Not to be missed any of it, it's put our little club on the map, made us new friends across the country, and hopefully given us a taste for more of the same in years to come. Well done to all concerned.
And still a long way to go in this season. Where can we finish? What's the betting? Top six? Be very good, but maybe we are starting to feel a long season a bit. So will everybody else though, and it's a pleasure to be looking up not down for a change. And off the pitch? Just got to sort the pitch out for starters, find a cheap groundsman, fix the stands, check the floodlights, improve the power supply, find some more volunteers, raise some money and everything will look hunky dory. Easy peasy....